The needs.

Anna was in a bind and she couldn’t figure out what to do.

The interview was in…

She took a quick look at the wall clock in the otherwise destroyed living room. It was a few minutes past 9am.

She had less than 3 hours!

And she had no one to take care of her children!

Without thinking much, she immediately went on social media browsing for daycares around her area. With every post she clicked on, her mood became worse and worse as time went on. High rates, needing to book appointments… too much work!

Face palming, she began to brainstorm again. Perhaps a nanny would work.

Off she went on her search once more, only to be sorely disappointed once she reached out to the few she had seen and gotten a refusal due to being booked solid.

“Fudgesticks.” She muttered, thinking of how inconvenient the daycare system was during emergencies such as these.

She let out a soft groan, sitting on the couch which she had dusted a lot of debris off during her deep cleaning this morning. She tried to coun